General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 114 On the Record
There are more than a thousand riders of Jinyi Tiwei, and Yuyi guides in front of him, stretching for several miles.

That is to say, all officials who serve Luanjia travel, such as security guards, guards of honor, and cars, are collectively called Lubo.

In the middle of the Lubo team is a small horse chariot. Although it is called "small", it is actually based on the basis of a large horse chariot, with the height and width cut by one foot, and then subtracted. A lot of gold and jade decorations.

The reason for this is not that Jiajing is frugal.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang imitated the system of the Tang Dynasty and set up the chariot system. However, after the establishment, Zhu Yuanzhang set an example for his courtiers and practiced frugality. Just find a spacious carriage to make do with.

But after Xuande, the Ministry of Rites really built the chariot according to the rules set by Zhu Yuanzhang, but found a very outrageous problem.

That is these chariots, gorgeous and gorgeous, but there are too many gold and jade ornaments on them, it is really not enough for a few pieces of wood to bear, it is okay to walk two steps in the palace, a little farther, it will fall apart, What's more, this car is not driven by horses, but by elephants for the sake of "promoting the scene".

Sitting in this kind of car, the driver and the driver were all terrified, so Jiajing changed a few pony chariots out for his southern tour and visiting the mausoleum.

According to the system, the emperor returned triumphantly, and hundreds of officials came to the suburbs to welcome them for thirty miles. However, Jiajing returned to Beijing from Tongzhou, and the distance was less than a hundred miles. After leaving the Beijing camp, Yan Song was summoned to attend the ceremony of presenting prisoners in the suburbs of Beijing.

The Beijing camp did not set up a commander-in-chief, but set up two official halls, the east and the west. Ming people respected the west, so Jiajing's Luanjia went straight to the west official hall, and at the same time sent Zhu Zaixun to the east official hall to face the wall and think about his mistakes.

As soon as he entered the west official hall, Jiajing sat down on the dragon chair and looked at Yan Shifan with a smile.

"Yan Aiqing has worked hard along the way."

Yan Shifan trembled suddenly when he heard the words, and then fell to his knees with a "plop".

"It is the duty of a minister to devote oneself to the king's affairs."

Huang Jin, who was standing outside the official hall, glanced at Jiajing, and Jiajing nodded slightly.

"reward."

Yan Shifan hurriedly said: "I just did my job well and didn't dare to ask for rewards, please Your Majesty..."

"If I reward you, you can take them back. These are some Annan maidservants offered by the Mo family. I am dedicated to the Tao, so naturally I don't need them. You can take them back."

Seeing Jiajing's resolute attitude, Yan Shifan fell to his knees.

"Thank you, Father!"

"Go and receive the reward."

"Here."

Under the leadership of Huang Jin, Yan Shifan walked towards the wing room near the official hall. Huang Jin did not forget to smile and said: "Mr. You might as well try it out later.”

Yan Shifan smiled embarrassedly and said, "Eunuch Huang, I'm afraid this is not good."

"This is not in the palace, there are so many rules, you will know after you try it."

There was a slight smile on Yan Shifan's face, but when Yan Shifan saw the Annan maidservants in front of him, the smile immediately froze on his face.

I saw four maidservants from Annan, who were stronger than Yan Shifan, said in unison in rough Chinese: "My maidservant has seen Mr. Xiaoge."

"Eunuch Huang, I have an account that I haven't settled yet..."

Before Yan Shifan left the wing, Huang Jin had already closed the door from the outside.

"Eunuch Huang! What are you guys going to do? I am the court order official! My father is the chief assistant of the court, the two capitals and 13 provinces of the Ming Dynasty..."

"The servant girl has seen the elder Xiaoge."

"Do you know this sentence of Chinese?!"

"..."

After shutting Yan Shifan into the wing room, Huang Jin turned his head and led Yan Song into the West Official Hall.

"Minister Yan Song, pay homage to the Son of Heaven."

Jiajing sat on the dragon chair and watched Yan Song quietly without speaking.

It was also at this time that Yan Shifan's screams suddenly sounded in the next room.

"Ah~! It hurts! I won't spare you when I get out!"

Cold sweat immediately broke out on Yan Song's forehead.

"The old minister is incapable of teaching his son, and he deserves death."

After saying that, Yan Song fell to the ground directly, not daring to raise his head.

"The battle of Baiyangkou, this battle, Mr. Yan Ge is the leader!"

"The veteran thought that this achievement was all determined by the king and his father, that the soldiers used their lives, and colleagues worked hard..."

"Yan Ge doesn't dare, who dares!" Jiajing heard enough of Yan Song's twists and turns, and immediately interrupted Yan Song's words.

Yan Shifan's screams also echoed in the wing room, and Yan Song didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, just knocked him down.

"Your Majesty's plan is based on your family, country, and the world. Since you have received an errand from the Ministry of War, all you want to do is to win the battle and keep the captives outside the country. I really just want to do my best for your Majesty, but the remaining errands have been postponed. In a few days, please ask the father and minister to deal with the crime of incompetence!"

Hearing what Yan Song said, the anger on Jiajing's face faded a little, and he spoke after a long pause.

"How long will it take to finish the rest of the errands?"

Jiajing looked at Yan Song who was kneeling in front of him, with a slight smile on his face, but he seemed to be waiting for Yan Song to continue talking.

Only then did Yan Song open his mouth with empty eyes and said: "A minister who serves the king's affairs should do whatever it takes, regardless of the cost."

"Okay, I'm waiting for good news from Mr. Yan Ge."

"Old minister, thank you Jun father."

Yan Song seemed to have lost his soul, and walked out of the official hall in a daze. Just as Yan Song was about to walk out of the official hall, Jiajing's voice sounded again.

"He was born to be a prosperous (zhēng) people, and his life is to be a bandit. I look forward to Yan Qing, to warn him, and to warn him."

Yan Song was taken aback, Jiajing continued to speak, "What does Yan Ge think?"

"Old minister, thank you Your Majesty!"

As soon as he walked out of the hall, Yan Shifan finally escaped from the "claws" of the four Annan maidservants.

"father?"

Yan Song looked at his son in a daze.

"Qing'er? What were you screaming just now?!"

Yan Shifan pointed angrily into the wing room.

"Your Majesty rewarded his son with four Annan maidservants. They don't speak Chinese and can only massage, but after the massage, they feel refreshed. Daddy, why don't you take two of them home to try?"

Yan Song trembled when he heard the words, then turned his head and knelt down on the ground.

Many things do not need to be done, as long as it can make you worry, smart people know what to do.

This time it was Annan's maidservant, but it might not be the case next time.

"Old minister Yan Song, thank you for your grace!"

Yan Song bowed down suddenly, which startled Yan Shifan, and he also knelt down on the ground.

"Father, why are you worshiping again all of a sudden? He was born to rule the people, and his life is ruthless... There is no beginning, but there is an end? Ning Jue has caused you trouble again?"

Yan Song glanced at Yan Shifan.

"Nie Zhan, thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king, don't ask so much if you shouldn't know?! Honestly, just stay in the official court!"

Only Yan Song himself knows that the Yan family just seems to have a lot of choices.

If he doesn't force Zhou Shangwen to fight the battle of Baiyangkou.

Not to mention the scholars in the world, Xu Jie, Tu Qiao, and Tao Shixian will not let the Yan family go, because the Yan family has too many stolen things.

With this big victory, the Yan family can protect themselves by making a decision that can fill the mouths of the world.

But this is only to save Yan's family. As for saving Yan Shifan's life, he has to start with Li Tong.

Bai Yangkou won the victory, but it was Yan Song who put his hand into the fire.

Only by making Li Tong shut up, or making Li Tong unable to overturn the big prison case of the year, can Yan Song get Yan Shifan's life back, and this chestnut can be regarded as truly taken out of the fire.

"Where is Ning Ke finally detained?"

Yan Song's driver hesitated for a moment and then said: "My lord, I heard that the younger one is locked up in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Avoid suspicion."

"Don't disturb others, go to the Ministry of Criminal Justice and listen."

"Here."

The murder case of the Tao family had already spread throughout the capital, but what really shocked the people of the capital was the speed with which the various yamen handled it, with empresses of famous families on the one hand and officials ordered by the imperial court on the other.

This kind of case should have been promoted after the two sides have finished fighting in the court hall. Zhang Juzheng was also thinking about rescuing Zhu Zaiyu after he returned to Beijing. He never expected that these three halls obviously did not intend to give others a chance. Given the chance of rescue, Luanjia hastily pulled Ning Jue out before returning to Beijing to close the case.

In the lobby of the Ministry of Punishment, two groups of yamen servants were separated from the left and right with water and fire ruthless sticks, while the gate of the yamen of the Ministry of Punishment was closed tightly.

Fu Jiong, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, Zhan Han, the left servant of the Ministry of Justice, and Ma Kun, the governor of Shuntian Prefecture, sat in the hall. Zhang Juzheng, relying on his status as the lecturer of the East Palace, barely got the qualification to be an observer in the back office.

Zhan Han, who had the highest rank in the hall, slapped the gavel.

"Ascension hall."

The servants of the left class chanted "no evil" and the servants of the right class chanted "no evil" in response to each other, which sounded like the word "mighty".

"Ning Kezhong, you and I are officials in the same dynasty, so I won't say more about it, but I would like to ask, why did you kill Tao Gong? You are also a scholar, don't you know that Tao Gong is a descendant of Mr. Wuliu?"

Ning Jue watched Zhan Han quietly.

"Mr. Wuliu? Is he, Tao Shixian, worthy of mentioning Mr. Wuliu?!"

"Folang Jiren was in the post of his father Tao Xie, occupied our territory in Guangdong and Guangxi, killed the people of Ming Dynasty, and robbed the people of Tuen Mun as slaves and handmaidens, what should Mr. Wuliu know?"

"The Tao family colluded with Japanese pirates, prevented the court from opening the sea, and forced the people in the southeast of our country to join the sea as bandits, so what should Mr. Wuliu know?"

"Tao Shixian colluded with me, broke into the Xuanfu, and killed our soldiers and civilians on the nine borders. Mr. Wuliu knows, so what?"

Listening to Ning Jue's questioning voice, the foreheads of the three people in the hall were covered with beads of sweat.

Ma Kun glanced down at the scribe, and said in a low voice, "Don't record these words."

"Why not record it? Record my reply!"

The scribe bowed his head and said: "Master Fu, this is according to the law, when, when."

"Crack!", Zhan Han's gavel was slapped on the desk.

"Ning Kezhong, is this your motive for killing people?"

"Yes!"

"For the record, the culprit has pleaded guilty!" Before Zhan Han finished his sentence, Zhang Juzheng, who was originally in the back office, couldn't sit still, and rushed out of the back office.

"Zhan Butang, three gentlemen, Brother Ning's case has a reason!"

Zhan Han slapped the gavel again.

"Uncle Zhang, it's an exception for me to allow you to sit in on the hearing. Don't tell me you're going to disturb the court! Get back quickly!"

Two rows of yamen servants stopped in front of Zhang Juzheng immediately.

Zhan Han slapped the gavel.

"Ning Ke finally killed his colleagues, the crime should be executed immediately, do you have anything else to say?!"

"Yes! Uncle, you remember! The benefit of the sea ban is not in the Shibo Department, but in the customs!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three people in the hall suddenly changed.

Zhan Han took consecutive shots of the gavel.

"Come here, take Zhang Juzheng down! Don't record this!"

Zhang Juzheng was helped down by two yamen servants, but Ning Jue's words didn't stop at all.

"The Shibo Division can only bring down the Tao family. Only by imitating the Nine Bianma Market Regulations can the imperial court truly turn smugglers into public ones! Only by adding customs can Haili truly flow into the hands of the imperial court and the common people. !"

Speaking of this, even the gavel in Ma Kun's hand was knocked up, and there was a sudden chaos in the hall.

"Record my words!"

Ning Jue's chest heaved violently, and his eyes couldn't help being bloodshot.

If you don't kill me, then you all go down to accompany Tao Shixian, that bastard!

Can you kill your mouth? !
The hall fell into dead silence again, Ma Kun gritted his teeth and glared at the scribe.

"Chen Er, you are crazy, didn't you hear what Zhan Butang said?"

The scribe didn't even lift his head.

"Fu Zun, I didn't remember."

"Fart, do you think I'm blind? Your pen has never stopped!"

Since the Song Dynasty, these subordinate officials were not allowed to take the imperial examination and were regarded as lowly. In the Ming Dynasty, they had to be officials for generations.

The final result was that the subordinate officials across the prefectures and provinces married each other, and the intermarriage gradually became monolithic, until later it developed to the point of contempt for the court officials, and they did not change their status even when they changed dynasties, which was the harm of the subordinate officials.

Although they are soft-spoken, they really don't fear these court officials from the bottom of their hearts. Even if it's his errand, it will be his second uncle and third cousin who will pick up his errand tomorrow. , and the rest are all family members.

You are an official if you have subordinate staff to listen to you, and you are just a clerk with a higher salary if you have no subordinate staff to listen to you.

"Bang!", but this time what fell was not a gavel, but an ingot of 50 taels of silver.

Looking at the silver ingot in front of him, even the scribe was stunned.

He never expected that with just a few words, these lords could be forced to spit out so much money at once, and it was in this court.

The clerk swallowed hard, and then looked at Ma Kun shyly.

"Fu Zun! This is not a matter of money. The statement at the conclusion of the case should be recorded in the record. The humble job is just doing things impartially!"

The clerk almost wrote "add money" on his face.

Panting heavily, Ma Kun glared at the clerk and sat back on his chair, yelling, "Crayfish (dù) insects! Silverfish!"

The faces of the three people in the hall were ashen, they knew that they would be able to bet the matter by adding money later.

But once these words are written down, can they really be erased so easily?

They don't believe but they can't gamble.

That night, a dossier was placed on Yan Song's desk.

"Master, this is the entire transcript of Ning Bingxian's interrogation today, a few more than what was reported to the court."

Under the candlelight, Yan Song held a gold-plated crystal stick (ài) and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"No matter what means, no matter what cost, Your Majesty, this old minister can only do so!"

The housekeeper glanced at Yan Song suspiciously.

"Sir, what did you say?"

"Hide the closing statement, and disperse the previous confession."

"Where are we going?"

"Big camp outside the city!"

"Master, this, if this is scattered, the Beijing camp may be in chaos!"

"It's the chaos in Beijing! Only when the water is muddy, master, can I fish!" Yan Song's expression became more and more sinister: "Take my Qinger's life in exchange for their wealth?! Wishful thinking!"

(End of this chapter)